1800

1800 steps I'm getting closer
Don't look away or you might miss

1800 lessons about power
A few mirages in between
Bring me the fight I'm getting louder
Tomorrow I'll be closing in

1800 crossroads with my eyes closed
Speeding up and hoping for no walls
These lanes are dangerous
Yes, I do know
I'd rather lose a limb than not to
Be whole

For all of you
To save my name
A grown man will fight
Like a mother
Mother

1800 days of welding pieces
Open the curtains
It's time go



Credits
Writer(s): Felipe Buarque Vieira E Silva
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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